Miyamoto Yukiko read for a while and continued to knit a winter sweater for Yuzuru. One was a pure white turtleneck that could be erected to cover her ears, leaving only her nose and eyes exposed.
The other piece is sky blue, with a round collar and his favorite blue Doraemon embroidered on it.
Yu Xian was lying on the sofa, looking up and down at her.
Can't get enough of it.
If you are alone for a long time, you will want someone to take care of you.
He would not want others to restrict him. He only wanted Xuezi to control him. Within the designated area, he could bump into her soft inner walls without getting hurt.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was very quiet.
I don't know when, Yu Xian's baby nestled up and fell asleep.
Nestled in her arms, pillowed on her plump thighs.
Wearing a winter skirt and black stockings, Yukiko's thighs are the best pillows.
Not only is it warm, it's also very comfortable.
He dreamed of spring when flowers were blooming, and he was like a cat, running in this spring.
With a child on your lap, you have to be careful when knitting.
Every time he twisted his butt and turned over, Yukiko Miyamoto would lift the needle high, being careful not to prick him with the tip of the needle.
It's raining outside and rustling.
The weather is cold and it will snow soon.
The white snow falling on Xuezi's black hair must be beautiful.
Hua Niao Fengyue came out of the room, went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, and then returned to the room.
Aoi Takura drew a beautiful pattern and wanted to show it to Yuzuru, but Yukiko raised her fingers to make a shushing sign - he fell asleep.
After lunch and nap, wake up.
The fire in the stove was burning cracklingly.
Miyamoto Yukiko continued knitting, but I don’t know when she fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw Yu Xian Zhisheng as soon as I opened my eyes.
In other words, it was Yu Xian who woke her up, and he nestled on her lap again.
He had his legs curled up and was reading a library book.
It doesn't matter what kind of story he is reading, what kind of story it is.
Miyamoto Yukiko thought so, then rubbed her eyes and continued knitting.
"Children, come and try it on for size," she said.
Yu Xian was sitting on her lap, with his legs crossed, reaching into the sofa pillow, and hugging the shoulder blades behind her chest with both hands. He couldn't hold the shoulder blades, so he grabbed her bra straps.
Miyamoto Yukiko picked up the half-knitted sweater and pulled it on from his head.
Yuxian made a purring sound in his sweater, and then - hoo, a little carrot popped out of the ground and stuck its head out.
"Is your neck tight?" Yukiko Miyamoto asked.
"It's a bit awkward," Yu Xian said naively.
Miyamoto Yukiko took the sweater off his body and re-stitched it.
When the second row of the left collar came back, I added stitches at the end. The collar was increased from 31 to 33. After thinking about it, I added it to 34.
The boy grew up quickly, and even when he was nestled in her lap, she seemed to hear the sound - the sound of healthy wheat seeds buried in the white snow breaking buds in the black soil.
3pm: “What now?”
"No more."
"Um."
Xuezi put on a ball of goose-yellow wool and needle No. 9, and began to knit the bell on Doraemon's neck.
At four o'clock, we all made an appointment to watch a horror movie together.
On the left side of the sofa, Miyamoto Yukiko and Yu Xian are sitting.
On the right side sit the flowers, birds, wind and moon, and Tian Kongkui.
Hua Niao Fengyue hugged Yu Xian's childish shoulders and stared at the TV happily.
Miyamoto Yukiko, the Valkyrie, was very scared and afraid of watching horror movies, but in front of Yuzuru's innocent child, she was too embarrassed to run away, so she could only hold on.
Yu Xian didn't dare to watch horror movies as a child. After watching it, if no one was with him, he wouldn't be able to sleep for at least a week. But in front of Miyamoto Yukiko, he wanted to be her Moonlight Samurai, so he puffed out his chest and
The face looks prepared to die heroically.
In addition, the two people are similar in that they are both afraid of spiders.
Aoi Takura is neither afraid of spiders nor horror movies.
Last time, there was a cockroach-eating hanging spider crawling on the wall of the house. Miyamoto Yukiko was so frightened that her face turned pale, and Yu Xian was so naive that she died on the spot because the spider hung down and was closest to him.
Just when Miyamoto Yukiko was almost frightened when she saw Yuzuru's childishness, her motherly nature was overwhelming, and she was trying to drive away the spider, Takashi Aoi quickly ran over and covered the spider with her little hands.
The long, black spider looked clearly black and white in her pale hands, with great contrast.
She walked outside and threw the spider out. The clouds were calm and the wind was gentle. Miyamoto Yukiko and Yu Xian looked at each other in amazement, as if they were seeing gods.
The playback begins, the video tape is the 1932 American horror movie "Freak".
With the sound of the video recorder clicking, the movie began.
The weird human body, from body to spirit, is overflowing with evil.
Looking at the scary puppet-like face on the TV screen, Yu Xian shuddered childishly.
My cabinet has been moved and I don't want to see it.
Miyamoto Yukiko didn't fare much better. She didn't last long before she covered her eyes with her hand, and covered Yu Xian's childish eyes with her other hand.
Whenever a ghost appeared, she would yell "Ah, here it comes!", then cover her eyes, and cover Yu Xian's childish eyes with another slap, making him fall towards the back of the sofa.
Half an hour into the show, Yu Xian was not frightened by the ghost, but was stunned by her.
"Has the ghost passed away?" Xuezi asked quietly.
"Not yet." Hua Niao Fengyue stared at the ugly ghost excitedly. She didn't seem to be afraid at all. The scarier the ghost was, the more exciting she felt, as if she was appreciating a work of art.
"It's over." Hua Niao Fengyue said regretfully.
Miyamoto Yukiko opened her eyes carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the gentle transition plot.
"Xuezi, please stop covering my eyes." Yu Xian said naively.
"Aren't you scared?" Xuezi asked.
They are both afraid that ghosts cause mental damage, while 伱 is physical damage.
When it came to the most exciting and exciting part, everyone was afraid to show off their anger.
On the TV screen, the strange ghost was peeking out from behind the woman.
Suddenly - "Ring, ring, ring!", the phone rang, breaking the silence.
It happened that the ghost bit the woman on the neck.
Miyamoto Yukiko and Yu Xuan shivered in unison, hugging each other tightly.
After the ghost dragged the woman into the darkness, the phone continued to ring.
It's your home phone number.
Everyone is aware of this.
Hua Niao Feng Yue stood up and answered the phone. After listening to a few words, she nodded, put the phone to her ear, and looked at Yu Xian Zhisheng: "It's the call from Principal Sawano."
Yu Xian walked over to answer the phone, listened, said a few words, and then hung up.
The call from Tokyo must be related to the entertainment industry.
Miyamoto Yukiko pressed the pause button and looked at Yu Xian's childlike appearance, suddenly having a bad feeling in her heart.
Horror movies were scary, but as long as he was by her side and she could watch one movie a day, she found it bearable.
It was almost the Chinese New Year, but she still asked him to spend more time with her, not wanting him to make announcements so early.
Yu Xian responded twice and hung up the phone.
"What's the matter?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked.
"It's nothing, let me audition before the end of the year." Yu Xian said with a bored expression on his face.
"What show?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked.
"The second season of "Battle of the Sons" may be a supporting actor or a starring role. The director team is not sure yet, so let me give it a try first." Yu Xian's childish and bored expression disappeared, and a look on his face
It doesn't matter.
This time it was Yukiko Miyamoto's turn to be surprised.
"Battle of the Sons" is currently NHK's most top-notch river drama, and the river drama itself is at the top of the pyramid of Japanese film and television production. Many big-name stars in the entertainment industry have to pay low performance fees or even rebates.
He squeezed his head open and drilled inside.
It means the flow of the most famous names in the Japanese entertainment industry. In previous lives, first-line stars such as Oguri Shun, Shinheng Yui, and Sakai Masato have all participated in important Taiga dramas without exception.
"Are you going back to Tokyo first?" Yukiko Miyamoto asked softly.
"No, I won't answer. I want to stay at home and rest." Yuxian Zhisheng took the remote control from her hand and pressed it again.
This time, the ghost was scarier than before, but Miyamoto Yukiko didn't scream again.
"It's better to audition. If you can be the leading actor, don't be the supporting actor." Yukiko Miyamoto said.
Yuxian Zhisheng thought for a while and nodded.
It only takes about a week to audition, and I can come back before the Chinese New Year.
Moreover, it’s not like we’re going to separate again.
He has already prepared a plan to buy a house in the central district.
The second season of "Battle of the Sons" will only start recording in the spring of next year. At that time, Miyamoto Yukiko will be taken to her residence in Chuo District, and you can still see her every day when you go home.
But I still feel reluctant to give up. Can you understand this feeling?
Rather than participating in an important TV series, this lazy little dog still wants to nestle in Xuezi's arms and enjoy the coming winter.
However, as a junior, he felt embarrassed to ask the big guys in the entertainment industry to wait for him.
"You can come back before the first snowfall." Hua Niao Feng Yue looked at the weather forecast.
This time when I went to audition, not only Yuxian Zhisheng, but she also received the invitation.
"We must come back before the first snowfall." Yu Xian said naively.
He wanted to watch the first snowfall of this year with Xuezi. No matter what, he wanted to watch it together.
It rained heavily into the evening.
In order to eliminate her fear, Yukiko Miyamoto took Yuzuru to the art theater in the town to watch kabuki.
As the New Year approaches, kabuki masters begin touring the country to perform.
Recently they came to the Honshu area, and people in the snow country are looking forward to the kabuki performances by the masters.
The theater dressed as a kabuki-za theater is filled with people coming and going.
Today's guest is Mr. Bando Tamasaburo, a very famous kabuki actor in Tokyo. His name is Bando Tamasaburo the Fifth Generation. He is good at playing female roles.
Paired with him is Mr. Takao Kataoka, a member of the 15th generation Kataoka Zaemon, who plays the role of a handsome man.
This pair is known as the "Xiaoyu Group". Since the premiere of "Sakura Hime Higashi" in 1975, they have been very popular among aunts from all over the world.
Many aunts dug out old kimonos, put them on, and came dressed up.
After buying a ticket and entering, Miyamoto Yukiko and Yu Xuan were seated in the middle.
The performance hasn't started yet.
There were women with snack bags hanging on their shoulders and pushing drink carts, shouting back and forth in the aisles.
"Octopus balls."
"Shaved ice."
“And Singapore’s tri-color chicken!”
Miyamoto Yukiko bought milk shaved ice, oranges, and glutinous rice ball soup for Yuzuru.
"Two thousand three hundred yen in total," the woman said.
Yukiko Miyamoto paid.
She peeled the orange and fed it into Yu Xian's mouth. Like a cat, Yu Xian held the orange segment in his mouth, carefully scooped up a spoonful of shaved ice and put it into his mouth.
The aunts in the front discussed the Xiaoyu group enthusiastically, praising them as the most beautiful men in the world.
In the center of the stage, two men dressed as samurai were fighting against each other.
"Go down quickly and let Mr. Kataoka come in!"
"We came here just to see Tamasaburo!"
The aunts screamed unceremoniously.
Yu Xuezi said he wanted to pee, so Yukiko Miyamoto got up, took her bag and took him to pee.
She held his hand and walked from the side of the aisle toward the bathroom.
Today she is wearing a navy blue knitted sweater, a small milky white chiffon mid-sleeve shawl, and a pure white winter skirt that she likes very much. It is paired with Martin boots, which vividly highlights her figure.
Yes, the youthful charm that mature women occasionally show up.
Apply light-colored gouache lip gloss on the micro-powder lips, making the lips more bright and soft.
Because her breasts were too tall, she had to use a scarf to cover them up, but this was completely unable to hide them from others.
From her knees to her ankles, she wore snow-white stockings, and her round calves were tightly stretched. Yu Xian was leaning next to her, and would come into close contact with her calves from time to time.
"Go pee." Yukiko Miyamoto was waiting for him at the door.
The men coming and going looked at her, Miyamoto Yukiko lowered her head and put her bag on her chest.
Yuxian finished urinating quickly, without even washing his hands, and ran to her side again, hugging her waist from the side.
"Go wash your hands." Yukiko ordered.
"My hands are cold and I don't want to wash them," he said pitifully.
Miyamoto Yukiko took out a warm handkerchief from her arms, went to the sink, dipped some water in it, touched his hand, and wiped his hand clean.
The castanets rang, the stage lights came on, and the noise in the auditorium suddenly quieted down.
The performance on stage begins.
Miyamoto Yukiko took his hand and walked back.
The boy was wearing a high-necked snow-white sweater, loose pants, and Converse flat shoes.
The skin is also like snow.
These two people are both very temperamental people.
Xuezi was a poor woman, and she was once a daughter raised by a noble family.
Yu Xian is childish, let alone childish, and has a natural aristocratic temperament.
Don't look at him acting silly in front of Xuezi, but he will act cute.
But outside, that aura naturally overwhelms ordinary people, making them feel inaccessible.
Two people walking on the aisle look more beautiful than kabuki actors walking on the flower path.
The eyes of the aunts were attracted by Yu Xian's childishness.
I don't know who shouted: "Hey! Isn't that Yuxian's childishness!"
After the brief commotion, the young women who had just returned home not long ago looked over.
Then, the voice gradually became silent.
The countryside is not as good as the city, there are fewer entertainment activities, and fewer people know their idols. Most people live ordinary and simple lives, so many people feel strange about the woman's scream just now.
Perhaps in the countryside, people like Kataoka and Tamasaburo are the big stars among women.
But what's interesting is that when the two big guys on the stage who were concentrating on performing heard Yu Xian's childish name, they were stunned for a moment, and then the performance continued.
Yu Xian sat back down, no one recognized him, and he was filled with joy.
Nestled in Yukiko Miyamoto's arms, eating shaved ice and watching the performance.